Deep in the forests of the taiga a loon was looking for an early morning breakfast. When it came across a small fish, she gobbled it up. While she was occupied looking for another fish, a reindeer came up to the lake. It was peacefully taking a drink when he was disturbed by the loon, who accidentally splashed him. “Oh! Pardon me,” said the loon, “My name is Luna.”
The reindeer replied, “Hello, my name is Ron! I won’t keep you from you meal, it was nice meeting you!” Then he walked away.
As Luna resumed her hunt, she felt a pressure on her leg. She looked down and realized a leech was attached to her leg. She cried out in pain and distress as the leech sucked out her blood. In a couple seconds Ron was galloping towards her. He splashed in to the water, grasped the leech in his teeth and pulled. It came off!
“Oh! Thank you!” cried Luna.
“Sure, no problem. Now I a must be on my way,” said Ron. “I am a traveling reindeer”
And with that, he turned away.
“No! Please, wait! Can I come with you?” Pleaded the loon.
“Alright! Come on, then,” agreed Ron.
And with that, they became fast friends. They traveled until nightfall, when Ron asked, “Why don’t we sleep on this comfy Northern Bluegrass? Do you mind Bluegrass?”
“No, I don’t care,” it said.
So they bedded down and slept easily. In the morning, they set off again after making a quick stop in a nearby lake for Luna to eat and have a quick swim. After a bit of traveling, Luna stopped suddenly. “Look, there’s a nice lake with an abundance of small fish for me to eat! And there is also your favorite kind of grass surrounding it! Maybe we should stay here tonight!”
“Sure,” agreed Ron. “It does look like a place that has a bountiful amount of food for both of us!”
So they set about making the place very pleasant and enjoyed a delicious lunch, too. Suddenly they came across a tree with mysterious growth on it.
“What’s that growing on the tree?” asked Ron.
“Oh, I know!” Luna exclaimed. “I heard all about that awhile ago! It’s where lichen grows on a black spruce tree and gets food from the dead matter of the tree while it gives the spruce nutrients! It is so cool!”
“Wow,” commented Ron. “That is pretty awesome!”
The rest of the day the pair lounged around the lake, enjoying the delicacies around them. When night came, Luna fell asleep in the lake, and Ron lay down on the grass. When the sun rose, Ron woke up. “Well, I guess we should be going after we catch a quick breakfast,” Ron said.
“Of course,” agreed Luna. “Just let me catch some fish.”
When Luna had finished, she noticed that Ron was eating a lot longer then he normally did.
“You must be really hungry,” she commented.
“No, not really.” Said Ron dully.
“Let me guess, you don’t want to leave?” asked Luna. “Because I know that I don’t want to either. I have a great idea! Why don’t we just stay here for a while?”
Deep in the forests of the taiga a loon was looking for an early morning breakfast. When it came across a small fish, she gobbled it up. While she was occupied looking for another fish, a reindeer came up to the lake. It was peacefully taking a drink when he was disturbed by the loon, who accidentally splashed him.
“Oh! Pardon me,” said the loon, “My name is Luna.”
The reindeer replied, “Hello, my name is Ron! I won’t keep you from you meal, it was nice meeting you!” Then he walked away.
As Luna resumed her hunt, she felt a pressure on her leg. She looked down and realized a leech was attached to her leg. She cried out in pain and distress as the leech sucked out her blood. In a couple seconds Ron was galloping towards her. He splashed in to the water, grasped the leech in his teeth and pulled. It came off!
“Oh! Thank you!” cried Luna.
“Sure, no problem. Now I a must be on my way,” said Ron. “I am a traveling reindeer”
And with that, he turned away.
“No! Please, wait! Can I come with you?” Pleaded the loon.
“Alright! Come on, then,” agreed Ron.
And with that, they became fast friends. They traveled until nightfall, when Ron asked, “Why don’t we sleep on this comfy Northern Bluegrass? Do you mind Bluegrass?”
“No, I don’t care,” it said.
So they bedded down and slept easily. In the morning, they set off again after making a quick stop in a nearby lake for Luna to eat and have a quick swim. After a bit of traveling, Luna stopped suddenly. “Look, there’s a nice lake with an abundance of small fish for me to eat! And there is also your favorite kind of grass surrounding it! Maybe we should stay here tonight!”
“Sure,” agreed Ron. “It does look like a place that has a bountiful amount of food for both of us!”
So they set about making the place very pleasant and enjoyed a delicious lunch, too. Suddenly they came across a tree with mysterious growth on it.
“What’s that growing on the tree?” asked Ron.
“Oh, I know!” Luna exclaimed. “I heard all about that awhile ago! It’s where lichen grows on a black spruce tree and gets food from the dead matter of the tree while it gives the spruce nutrients! It is so cool!”
“Wow,” commented Ron. “That is pretty awesome!”
The rest of the day the pair lounged around the lake, enjoying the delicacies around them. When night came, Luna fell asleep in the lake, and Ron lay down on the grass. When the sun rose, Ron woke up.
“Well, I guess we should be going after we catch a quick breakfast,” Ron said.
“Of course,” agreed Luna. “Just let me catch some fish.”
When Luna had finished, she noticed that Ron was eating a lot longer then he normally did.
“You must be really hungry,” she commented.
“No, not really.” Said Ron dully.
“Let me guess, you don’t want to leave?” asked Luna. “Because I know that I don’t want to either. I have a great idea! Why don’t we just stay here for a while?”
Ron agreed.
And they lived happily ever after . . .
. . . Until Ron died five days later
Humzah A.
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